Monster Ever After Passion High

by Applecrust_writes

Chapter 1: Where it all begins...

'This day was not how I planned it... Not at all. So, to start off, Maddie Hatter is moving back to her hometown, so that sucks majorly, who am I gonna complain to now? Better yet, who am I gonna talk to in general? I mean, sure I could talk to Raven and the other rebels... but things just wont feel the same without Maddie. Second of all, someone managed to burn a hole through the floor in spellbook 101 class, that's not the bad part though. Bad part is? They didn't clean up all the magic that was there, it spread down to the schools basement and all throughout the heating system. Long story short, the school's kinda fucked right now, and they gotta close it down for repairs.... '

Cirise taps her pen on the notebook paper, trying to recall other parts of her day that may be worth writing in her diary. Cirise's eyes shoot up as she feels the thin diary being snatched from beneath her hand.

"In today's episode of 'What is my lame-ass sister writing." She hears Romoana say, holding up the page before clearing her throat.

"This day was NOT how I planned it... Not at ALL!..." She read dramatically.

Cirise growls internally. "Come on! Stop being a bitch Romoana and find something better to do than harass me!" Cirise shouts, swinging her arms around wildly in an attempt to yank her stuff out of her older sister's grasp.

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"Hey girl, you feeling any better?" Jade asks leaning on the door of the convertible.

"Yeah, as you can see my voice hasn't come back yet, but my cold's gone." Yasmin says in a raspy voice.

"Great to hear, now get in we're going to the Shoppe Center!" Chloe says, motioning to the seat next to her.

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"How was school?"

"Same as always, but get this, we probably wont be going back after this week." Sasha say, plucking a nacho from the small tray.

"Why? What happend?"

"Apparently our school has a termite problem, it's eating up the foundation, so now they gotta close it down to do a extermination." Jade explains.

"Lies!" They hear a guy shout behind them. They all scoff and roll their eyes as the boy approaches their table.

"The classroom walls are damn near caving in at this point, what else could it be?" Chloe says sarcastically.

"That's just what they want you to believe. It's just an alibi to distract you from what's really happening." The boy says.

"Like what?" Sasha snickers.

"Like some crimes one of our teachers supposedly may or may not have done in the late 80's."

"Are you serious?" Jade rolls her eyes. "Dude, you have got to stop watching those muder mystery trials in the middle of the night."

"Yea seriously Dillon, don't you have someone better to bother?" Yasmin says after clearing her throat.

"No, he doesn't. His buddy Camron's not around anymore." Chloe chuckles.

"Hey, that's your boyfriend. If I can't bother him neither can you." Dillon teases.

"So are you just gonna follow us around all day?" Jade asks.

Dillon scoffs. "Of course not! But only if you buy me a grilled cheese, as a fee." He says.

Sasha rolls her eyes obnoxiously. "Boy here's 50 dollars, go be bored somwhere else." She says, reaching in her clutch bag and pulling out a dollar bill.

"Okay! Bye ladies, enjoy your afternoon!" Dillon says, swiping the 50 bill from her. They wave at him as he makes his way across the street, all sighing in relief.

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Sending both thier books soaring to the ground.

"I'm so sorry!"

"Yeah you better be, are you blind or some shit?" The werecat shouts

"Hey chill out Toreli. It was an accident."

"Like hell it was!" The werecat scoffs.

"Stop tryin' to start shit Toreli, just cause she's new here doesn't mean I'm gonna let you fuck with her." Clawdeen says, reaching down to help pick up her books.

Toreli snatches her books out from Clawdeen's hands, turning on her heel and walking in the opposite direction.

"You ok?"

"Yeah I'm fine thanks, just clumsy." Cirise says gathering her stuff together in her arms.

"You're not through. It was Toreli's fault. I saw how she was staring at her phone when it happened. That bitch ran into you!" Clawdeen says.

Cirise shrugs. "It's whatever, I'm just trying to figure out this schedule at this point." She says, pulling out a white sheet of paper from a folder.

"Lemme see." Clawdeen says, extending her hand towards Cirise.

"Cool, I got some class with you, including the first one today. I can take you there." She says.

"Thanks.. I appreciate it." Cirise says, putting on a weak smile.

"No problem, us wolves gotta' stick together right?" Clawdeen says.

"Wolf? How'd you know?"

Clawdeen laughs, gesturing to her own head, as if it was obvious. "You can also call it wolf's intuition."

"Oh! Yeah sorry, usually people can't tell, since I'm only half." Cirise says.

"Ah, it all makes since now. I was thinkin' you weren't very for a wolf. But hey, half wolf is still a wolf to me. You don't choose the pack, pack chooses you." Clawdeen says. "So mom or dad?"

"I'm wolf on my dad's side. My mom's human." Cirise says.

"Must be cool having a human parent."

"Not exactly... My parent's relationship is considered wierd on both sides. So I've kinda been raised isolated in the deep woods."

"Oh, don't feel bad. You're not the only half-breed to exist."

"Yea, I got a sister. Seriously though, I'm the only one in my city, I'm pretty much the only one I know."

"Give it a few years..." Clawdeen says sarcastically, causing Cirise to turn to her with knit brows.

Clawdeen sighs. "My Older brother's dating a vampire."

"Oh, shit.."

"And I'm best friends with her."

"Is that any better?"

"Nah, not really..." Clawdeen says.

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"Hey kid." A guy says, his bronze-orange hand nudging her.

"What?!" She whisper-shouts.

"Wanna have some fun after school?" He says, mischievously rubbing his hands together.

Jade looks him up and down in sheer horror. "What the hell? No! Do I look sleazy to you or something?" She snaps at him, making sure to shoot him an disgusted scowl.

She watches him tilt his head and narrow his eyes, before they turn wide as he straitens himself.

"Oh no! NO! No not that! I should've phrased that better huh?" He says, apologetically scratching his head. "What I mean is... Do you wanna come to my party tonight? I throw one like, every other weeked." He rephrases.

Jade turns her mouth to the side. "I dunno' man, sounds kinda sketchy."

He bows his head in defeat. "Ok, let's start over." He says, running his hand through his red-orange hair before extending it to Jade. "I'm Heath."

Jade stares at his hand for a moment, before reluctantly shaking it. "Jade."

"Cool! Pleased to meet you." He replies.

"So... Party? Yes? No?" He says after a long pause.

"What the hell man we just met. All offense, I don't think I trust you enough to attend any of your gatherings." Jade says.

"I get it. You're new here, and the first person you meet is begging you to go to a party of his. You probably think I'm a serial killer." Heath says, pausing to watch Jade nod in confirmation.

"Well for the record I'm not. The only thing I'm good at hurting is women's feelings." Heath says with a laugh, looking for Jade to do the same, to which she did not.

"Here's the address in case you change your mind. Feel free to bring some friends along, preferably some cuter than you." Heath says, scribbling on a peice of paper. He places ot on her desk, turning back to pay attention to the board afterwards, as if he hadn't interrupted his own learning and distracted Jade from understanding any part of the lecture.

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"Hey!" Jade says, tapping a random person on the shoulder. A plant green... Individual, with a shaved head turns around to look at her. Jade fights down the rude urge to ask the creature what exactly it is. Instead she takes out the small peice of paper that guy had gave her earlier.

"You know about this?"

The creature squints, angling the strip to better see it. "Oh, Heath invited you to his party." They replied.

"So it is legit?" Jade says to herself.

"Hmm? Yeah, for some reason this dudes always throwing house parties on Friday. It's like his people are never home." They say.

Jade looks down at the slip. "Oh, cool thanks.."

"You didn't know that?" They reply, before suddenly smacking themself in the forehead. "Ah, you must be one of the new transfer students." They say, to which Jade nods in confirmation.

"Yeah it's legit, dudes been doing this since, like sophomore year. You should go, I'll be there. Hey bring some friends if you can, the more the merrier." They say, turning away and walking off towards a back door.

Jade shrugs, turning to meet her friends at the front door of the school.  "Hey girls!" She calls out once she gets to them outside. "Wanna go to a party tonight?" She asks, waving the small strip of paper between her fingers.

"Sure.." Sasha says

"It's not like we have anything better to do.." Yasmin replies.

"Guys!" Chloe shouts, catching some of the bystanders attention temporarily. "Are you serious? This is a party we're talking about! Party equals fun, and fun equals awesome teenage memories!!" She practically cheers.

"Angel's right you two. I mean, it's a chance to get to know some people at least, apparently this guys pretty popular. A chance to leave a great impression on this place, maybe even find some love." Jade says, nudging Sasha and Yasmin.

"You know what? Yeah! Who are we to turn down a good time? Let's show them who we are, the Bratz." Sasha says with a grin.

"The girls with a passion for fashion!!" They all say in unison, joining hands, before sasshay-ing towards their car.

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"C'mon! Please!!" Clawdeen begs.

"I don't know 'Deena, parties aren't exactly my thing.." Cirise says, zipping up her bookbag.

"But..fun. Besides, my ghoulfriends are gonna be there, and I want you to meet them all." Clawdeen complains.

"I know, but I'm gonna be here for a while.. I'll have plenty of chances to get to know them."

"Buut..." Clawdeen drags out. "I really want you to meet them tonight." She whines.

"Fine, guess I could use a little... Non- human socialization.." Cirise says, slinging her bag over her shoulder.

Clawdeen grins, thrusting her firsts down in accomplishment. "Only because I'd rather be drinking tainted punch at some lane party than be stuck in the house with my bitch older sister." Cirise says, following Clawdeen down the hall.

"What's she doing to you? Need me to beat her ass?" Clawdeen asks, slowing down to meet match up with the other wolf.

Cirise shakes her head. "Don't worry about it. I've got far more important things to do tonight."

"Like getting wasted at a frat boys party?" Clawdeen jokes.

"Yea, exactly!" Cirise replies.

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"Hey! Y'all mind if I bring a new friend along?" Clawdeen says, resting her elbows on the front window of the car.

A brown wolf with think sideburns shrugs nonchalantly. "Sure, let's just bring the entire school while you're at it.." He says sarcastically.

Clawdeen rolls her eyes. "Cerise, this is that asshole brother I was talking about." Clawdeen says, pointing to the wolf sitting in the drivers seat.

"Hi Clawdeen's new friend!!" A flushed, pink vampire sings from the passenger seat, pushing back Clawdeen's arms to wave out the window at Cerise, who shyly returns the greeting.

"As you can probably tell, this is the best friend I was talking about earlier." Clawdeen says, resting an arm on the vampires head.

"Hey, we can talk in the car you know. I'm trying to get us there before all the people show up, I don't wanna be out all night." The male wolf complains.

Clawdeen rolls her eyes. "You didn't have to come out if you didn't want to. I could've drove us." Clawdeen argues, opening a back door and ushering Cirise in.

"No. There's still no way I'm letting you drive my car." Clawd laughs, starting up the engine.

Cirise hears someone different laugh along as she closes the door. Turning to her left, she sees a tall, white werewolf, he stares back at her, his usual narrow blue eyes widening as his jaw clenches, his high cheekbones flexing in the process.

"Rom-"

"Hi, I'm Romulus, Clawd's friend." Romulus says, cutting her off sharply.

"Uh... Cirise..." She replies, shaking his hand in confusion. "Good, now you've formally met." Clawdeen says, pressing a finger to Romulus' shoulder. "Now move over, I'm not gonna be the wolf in the middle tonight." She commands.

With a slight flinch, Romulus slides over, so now he's sitting shoulder to shoulder with Cirise, as Clawdeen jumps in, slamming the door behind her.

"Don't say anything about us and don't ask any questions until we get there, I'll explain it then." Romulus whispers to Cirise. She looks at him in suspicion, but nods none of the less, silently agreeing to his request.

"Aw, y'all two flirtin' back here?" Clawdeen teases, she must've seen how close he got to her. "What? No! I wouldn't do that." Romulus says, turning back to the brown wolf. "I mean she's pretty. Yes, but really.." Romulus stammers, trailing off once he turns back to see the weird expression on Cirise's face.

"Not.. Not that I'm trying to flirt with you by calling you pretty..." He sputters, desperately trying to defend himself. "I..." He pauses, whipping his head around, trying to see and read both of their faces. "Need a drink already..." He mumbles to himself.

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While the others are busy talking, Cirise leads Romulus away to a spot in a corner.

"Ok, we're alone, now explain yourself."

Romulus takes in a deep breath, exhaling carefully. "I don't want them to know we know each other." He admits

"Nice, may I ask why?" Cirise all but shouts the last word.

" Because they don't even know I have a girlfriend, much less that it's your sister."

"Ok... I don't see how this is a Cirise problem though." She says, crossing her arms over her chest.

"It's not, to be honest, but you know how your sister gets when she feels like I'm keeping things from her."

"Well... I mean, I would feel a little upset too if my boyfriend of two years didn't wanna introduce me to his friends." Cirise argues.

"You don't get it. I've known Clawd and his family since we were kids, Romoana wouldn't last a day talking to them the way she talks to us, they kick ass, ask questions later. She'd be dead right now if they knew how she treats me." Romulus explains.

Cirise shrugs her shoulders, elbow bent. "You say that like it's a bad thing, you and I both know she's long overdue for an ass-kicking."

"That's not the only thing I'm worried about. Romoana always finds a way to start drama. Last thing I need is for her to spread some kinda rumor, or start fighting with Clawdeen and her friends or something."

Cirise rolls her eyes, before setting her arms down to her side. "Fine.. I won't tell anyone about your little scheme, but how were you even able to keep this from them for so long?" She asks.

Romulus shrugs, his hands still buried in his pockets. "You and Romoana live deep in the secluded woods, it's not like you have neighbors or anything to give me away."

"Ok, fair enough, but you have to tell them eventually about this, right?" Cirise says.

"And I will, Romoana will know too. I just... Hope it's after we break up.." Romulus says quietly.

"Break up, what happend to that perfect boyfriend she always talks about?" Cirise teases.

"Perfet? Does she really think that about me?" He asks sheepishly.

"What?! Noo! I was just joking." Cirise says dramatically. "Truth is, every time I hear her say your name it's always followed by some curse word." She adds.

"Just when I thought it was true love.." Romulus says sarcastically.

"To be honest with you, I knew it was doomed from the start. Nothing you did, but because Romoana is hell to please, and an awful sister at that, let alone an awful girlfriend, you would've been better off dating the garbage disposal."

"I've been thinking about ending it a while ago... but..." Romulus trails off.

"But?.."

"But I don't know how to say it, and I don't want to break your sister's heart."

Cirise's eyes widen in surprise. "Ha! Yea right! This is my sister we're talking about Rom'. She doesn't have a fucking heart!" She scoffs loudly.

"Sure she does. Even if she doesn't always show it. Also, I'm more afraid of what might happen if she doesn't take the news well." Rom says with concern.

"Yeah I get it.. What if though, you didn't have to... What if something happened for her to want to break up with you?" Cirise says, a mischievous grin spreading onto her face.

Romulus stood still, attempting to study the other wolf's face, debating whether or not he should ask about whatever she may be planning.

"Like what?" He asks anyway.

"Like... finding you cheating on her... with her sister... In her own bed..." Cirise suggests, smiling an almost sinister grin as she rubs her hands together.

Romulus' eyes grow so wide she thought they were going to pop out of his head, he turns away from her for a second. "Are you fucking crazy? She'll kill us both!" He nearly shouts, turning back around to grab her shoulders.

"I never said it was a good idea. Besides, we don't actually have to do it, we can just sit there and pretend until she walks in." Cirise explains, dusting his hands away from her.

"Or you can get drunk off your ass and actually cheat on her with one of these girls here." Cirise suggests, gesturing to all the people around them.

"Nah.. Let's stick with the first one. I would hate to get someone else involved in this." Romulus say. "But I will take this opportunity to get drunk off my ass." He adds, turning around and making his way towards a table with punch.

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"Are you sure this is the place?" Chloe asks. "It looks... Kinda dark..."

"Well this is the address." Jade says, looking down at the slip of paper, then back up at the house to match the numbers.

"Are you sure he wasn't just trying to prank you?" Yasmin asks sarcastically.

"Lighten up pretty princess. Look at all these cars lined up? Does this look like a prank?!" Sasha says, mentioning to all the cars lined up on the curb, then to the ones parked in a field not to far from here.

"Oh my gosh! There's gonna be so many people in here!! It's giving me anxiety literally, but... like, the good anxiety!!" Chloe raves dramatically.

"Well, party's not happening outside is it?" Jade states, knocking on the firmly. After being met with no reply, Jade knocks on the door harder. Finally, after yet again not an answer, Jade and her friends resort to pounding on the door as fast as they can.

The door swings open in a hurry, the person on the other side almost getting hit with four fist as the girls try to avoid him.

"Who are you guys?" A tan guy with dark shades asks, the... worms? on his head staring at them menacingly.

"Plumbers. Heath sent us." Jade says sarcastically. "Who are you? The bouncer?"

The guy laughs. "I hope not, I'm not getting paid to watch his house. I'll go get the boss for ya'." He says, disappearing behind the door. Heath shows up at the door momentarily, wearing a loose grey shirt and some dark jeans.

"Ah! Jane! There you are! You decided to come!" He shouts happily, tossing his arms in the air in excitement.

"It's Jade, and almost everyone I ask said it was legit.. So why not check it out." Jade shrugs.

"Glad you didn't get lost. You're looking good by the way." Heath says, giving her a quick glance from head to toe. "Damn... I see you brought some hotter friends with you." Heath says, taking more time to observe the other three's appearances, his stare staying on Sasha the longest.

Jade frowns at his attempt at an insult, Chole begains to open her mouth, to tell this idiot that she has a boyfriend, but chooses to scoff instead as he was quick to take his eyes off of her. Yasmin crosses her arms in irritation, Sasha only stares at him with a displeased expression.

"Anyway.." Heath starts. "C'mon in, have a good time, eat and drink as much as you want. Me casa est su casa!" He says, opening the door all the way to let them in.

As soon as they walk in loud music blaring from the speakers startle them, which should be expected, it is a party after all. Soon after, Sasha takes off to the left, before any one of them can get a good look around. Heath shouts something inaudible as he walks off, disappearing into the crowd. Speaking of crowd everyone in this party appears to be... Odd, largely different from one another.

For starters: There's a group of what look like wolves standing around a table with drinks lined up talking taking a glance at them, before they resume talking among each other; Looking past them to the right, three cat-like girls stand by the staircase talking to some guys; looking farther to the right, the guy they met at the door is talking to a boy standing on a platform with tall tables full of wires and equipment, nodding as he slide his headphones back on; Left, in the doorway leading to the kitchen, a giant guy with the head of a bull and a much shorter green girl with glowing white, hollowed out eyes are standing there arguing. Jade slides past them to sneak into the kitchen.

Once in the kitchen, she see two girls sitting at the island one wrapped in bandages with black hair, the other green and covered in stitches, who waves to her. Jade nods in acknowledgement, shifting her gaze towards the other girl they're talking to. What... looks to be a ghost of some kind, with electric purple hair, is laughing with them while stirring a pot and adding food onto their plates

Jade continues past the kitchen side door onto the back porch, where she stumbles across three people sitting on the edge, one of them being the person from before, the one with the half-shaved head, who she had asked about the party. A copper brown girl with green hair pulled into a loose bun, and a pink haired girl, with skin the color of stone, all sit together, blowing out smoke as they pass around a bong pipe.

The plant-like one turns around suddenly. "Oh, hey! You're that girl from before, nice to see you've made it!" It says. "Hey! Wait... " It adds. "Do you wanna hit this shit?" It asks, raising up the bong.

Jade's never shook her head so quick. "Nah, no thank you. Im just scoping out the scene, that's all." Jade says.

The gray girl laughs, smacking the green one on the neck. "Venus! You're scaring her!" She shouts with a laugh, before turning around to face Jade. "I'm sorry about her. Welcome to the party, if you need something to do, I recommend you grab a plate and eat something while all the food's still there. Frankie would probably be happy to meet you too!" She says, before turning back to take a lighter from the one next to her.

Jade nods, using that as and excuse to return back into the house, and celebrate the small victory of finding out the gender of the plant... thing, without having to ask directly.

"Are you ok? You look like you've seen a ghost." The girl with stitches asks once Jade walks up to the island. "Oh! No offense Spectra." She adds, turning her uead back to the translucent one with purple hair.

"None taken." She replies, tapping a wooden spoon on the edge of a pot.

"You must've met Venus and her buddies. There always out there getting high at these parties, it's best you eat now before their munchies set in." She says.

"Uhh.. Yeah, thanks." Jade says, picking up a plate to hold out towards the invisible-ish girl.

"Well I'm Frankie! Welcome to the party!" The green girl in stitches says, extending a hand out to Jade once she sits down.

"Jade... nice to meet you.." She says, reluctantly shaking the other girl's hand.

"And that right there is Spectra.." Frankie says, pionting towards the one with purple hair.

"Nice to meet you, hope you enjoy the food!"

"And this right here is Cleo!" Frankie announces, pulling the girl to her right closer to her.

"Hello, peasant." Cleo replies dryly.

"Be nice De Nile, she's new here." Frankie says.

"Oh my rah, I am being nice." Cleo argues.

"Ok, so question... all of you guys.. aren't, like.." Jade starts off, poking at the stuff in her plate, trying to figure out the best way to phrase the sentence.

"Human?" Frankie answers for her, watching Jade nod slowly.

"Nope, it's not a coincidence the school's named Monster High." Frankie says, stealing a chip off of Jade's plate.

"So all of you... are monsters?"

"Hey! 'Monster' is just a rude term you normies have given us against our will. We aren't 'monsters'! We just look like them." Cleo argues.

"And 'normie' isn't some term you gave me to counter that?" Jade retorts.

"Now, now you two, you guys don't mean any harm to each other. This is a party after all, and we're all here to have fun." Frankie chimes in.

Jade takes a peice of whatever was put on her plate, some kind of fish, with nacho chips and a sauce of some sort all blurring together on her plate.

"Oh. My. Rah! They're playing the song! See you later, and by later I mean probably next week." Cleo says, jumping out of her bar stool and rushing out of the kitchen.

"...What song?" Jade asks as Frankie waves her friend off.

"The song they always play to get the people hyper, if you thought it was lound now, just wait until you go out there again."

"I don't think I want to." Jade replies snarkly.

"Don't be so stubborn, enjoy yourself. Did you come here alone?" Frankie asks.

Jade shakes her head. "No, thankfully.."

"Well go find get your friends and go crazy!!" Frankie advises. "Who knows, maybe one of you will get to dance with a cute boy tonight, just... don't let it me Heath." She adds.

"Heath? You mean the guy who asked me to come here?" Jade says rolling her eyes.

Frankie face-palms. "Of course he did..." She sighs. "Just don't kiss him or anything, let's just say, he has cooties."

Jade laughs. "Ew hell no, wouldn't dream of it, besides, I'm pretty sure he was too busy checking out my friends for me to care."

"If you love them, don't let him even breathe on them, trust me, it'll save them the headache."

"Noted." Jade says.

"Ok Spectra! It's been nice talking to ya' but I gotta get out of here." Frankie says, standing up abruptly and wrapping a hand around Jades arm, so much for actually eating.

"You say that like you're leaving me forever, you'll be back!" The other girl says, waving them off as they headed towards the living room.

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"Wanna play a game?"

"Sure, why not?"

"It's called drink or dare."

" Shouldn't it be called truth or drink?"

"Hey! My party, my rules."

"Whatever you say party boy"

"Drink or dare?"

"I'm not feeling whatever you put in that bowl, so dare.."

"I dare you to kiss me" he says with a smirk.

"And why should I do that?"

"It's my party you know, thought it was common courtesy to give the party-thrower a thank you kiss."

"Since when? Do you make all the girls do that when they show up?"

"Only if they're sexy."

She rolls her eyes. "What makes you think you're even worthy of that much attention."

"My apologies princess, I was desperately hoping that you would find me just as attractive." He says, bowing his head dramatically.

Sasha rolls her eyes yet again. "I never said I didn't, but I don't know what kinda guy you are yet."

"Do you wanna find out?" Heath asks with a whisper.

Sasha nods her head, motioning him to come closer. Heath wraps his arms around her slowly, his hand gently gliding down to grab her ass. Sasha lets herself melt into his embrace, she was about to swing her arms around him to return the hug, until she heard her friends voices growing louder as they approached.

Sasha wastes no time in pressing her hands to his chest and pushing him away from her roughly.

"Hey girl, you ready to bounce? This party's pretty much over anyway." Jade says when she approaches the two of them, Yasmin and Chloe at her side.

"Uhh actually..." Sasha starts, glancing around the trashed, almost empty living room, in search for some kind of excuse.

"I was thinking about staying here for a little bit, to help them clean up ya' know." She lies.

Her three friends exchange suspicious looks with each other for a moment. "Cool but.. How are you going to get home?" Yasmin asks.

"Hey I got a car?" Heath says, dropping his elbow onto Sasha's shoulder. Chloe's face contorts. "Are you sure you want this... creep, to take you home all by yourself Sasha?" She asks carefully.

Sasha laughs it off, pushing Heath's arm off of her. "I'll be okay girl's, besides, I can always call y'all if I need something." She assures them, her friends accept the decision, saying their 'byes' and taking turns giving her a hug before they leave out of the door.

Once everybody else was gone, save about two others. Heath slaps his hands onto Sasha's shoulders and begins to march her up the stairs.

"What are you doing?" A guy with brown hair and black- framed glasses asks.

"What I always do after the party.." Heath replies, one hand on Sasha's hip, as he leads her up the stairs.

He pushes her up against the door, closing it in the process. Heath leans his head down to her ear. "So.. Would this be you first time fucking a guy like me?" He whispers seductively.

"Im a virgin, this would be my first time fucking anyone." Sasha says with a laugh. Heath raises his head, pushing his body off of her. "Oh.." She hears him mutter.

"What's wrong?" She asks.

"Nothing... It's just.. I kinda don't want to be the first guy you ever sleep with." He explains slowly.

Sasha's eyebrows knit together in half confusion, half irritation. "And why not?" She says with a sour tone.

"Because every virgin I have sex with gets attached to me for some reason." Heath complains, turning away from her to throw up his arms in frustration.

"Also.." He starts, turning back to look at her. "I'm kind of a jerk, so I don't think you want this to be your first time."

Sasha crosses her arms. "What if I do?" She says.

Heath snirks. "Fine, don't say I never warned you though."

Heath stands back in front of his door, wrapping his hands around her waist, pulling her closer to him forcefully. Before Sasha could object to his advances, his lips are interlocked with hers as he slides a hand down to the back of her thigh. Sasha sighs as she lets the kiss continue, his lips are soft, and she feels her heart skip a beat as he tightens his arms around her. Sasha parts her lips wider, whining as Heath tounge slides in, dancing in her mouth along with hers.

He breaks apart from her, wrapping his other hand around her thigh, he hoists her up, placing kisses on her neck before throwing her onto his bed. Sasha sits up in anticipation as she watches the orange-tanned boy take his shirt off, exposing a muscular chest and abdomen, not to mention his toned upper arms.

She wants to touch him so bad right now, she wants him to touch her again. Sasha pops the buttons of her shirt apart as the boy stares at her lustfully, she feels heat coursing throughout her body as arousal grows within her. Suddenly, Heath is standing right in front of her, he bows down his head towards her, placeing his lips on her shoulder to suck on her collarbone, making the human girl moan a little.

Slowly he slides her shirt off of her to throw it on his floor. Heath now unbuttons his pants, unzipping his jeans as he continues to lick and kiss on the humans brown skin. Sloppily, he manages to pull down his jeans and step out of them before climbing on top of the girl in his bed.

"Fuck, you're such a sexy fuckin' normie, now take that bra off, stop hiding that nice rack from me." He commands breathlessly. Sasha shifts nervously beneath him at his words, she wraps her arms around herself for a minute in attempt to calm all the dirty thoughts filling up her head, finally, she reaches her trembling hands up to her bra, spreading the cups away as she unclips it.

"It opens in the front? That's hot." Heath exclaims, watching excitedly as the human drops her bra to the floor. Heath can feel himself growing stiff as he stares at her chest in awe. Two round, smooth brown breasts laying right in front of him. He slides his hand up to cup her left breast roughly, making her exhale sharply.

"Damn, they're so nice, I can't help it, I had to touch them." He whispers in her ear. Sasha hums, everything he did, everything he says, was only making her hornier. She moans as the monster sets his lips between her breasts, beginning to lick on the area. She whines softly, her moist pussy only getting wetter as he sucks on the mount of her left breast, her breath hitches as he glides his mouth onto her hardened nipple, gently holding it between his teeth and tugging on it lightly.

"Mmm..mm..." Sasha moans as he swirls his tongue around her nipple slowly, her vagina's practically begging for something to go inside. Heath must've read her mind, she thinks to herself as he plops his wet mouth off of her breast, before running wet kisses down her until he reaches her hips. Glaring up at her, Heath runs his hands under her knees, smiling as he slowly spreads her legs apart.

Sasha's heart rate begins to quicken as Heath unzips her jeans, sliding them down and throwing them on the floor. She's starting to get restless, her body's so horny she's close to just pushing him away and playing with herself. She stops her contemplating as she feels him place kisses along her thigh, flinching as she feels his mouth get dangerously close to her crotch.

Heath stops just before he reaches her vagina lips, he can't ignore his lust any longer, let alone her's. He raises his head, rolling away from her and sitting up, he slides his underwear off and onto the floor, turning back around, he wraps his hands above her waist and pulls her up to rest against the headboard.

Heath didn't realize that she had already gotten rid of her panties until he looked back down. He set her legs to the sides of his waist as he got in position.

"Horny, aren't we?" He whispers to her. "How could I not be? Please... don't tease me anymore.." Sasha begs. Heath shrugs, wrapping his hand around his shaft to guide himself into her. She made a lust squeal as his press his tip into her entrance.

"How's the tip?" Heath groans, feeling himself twitch as her pussy grips firmly around the head of his dick. "Good.. It's so good.." She mutters under her breath. Heath leans in closer to her, pushing in the shaft in the process.

"Ahh...mm..." Sasha moans out, her wet pussy loosening only to tighten a second later.

"Fuck.. you're such a wet, pretty virgin, aren't you?" Heath whispers, sliding out of her slightly, before sliding back in with more length.

Sasha moans loudly, throwing an arm around his back. "Shh..." Heath whispers, his lips pressed tightly to her ear. "I know it's your first time, so I won't put all my dick in, only half, okay baby." He says to her, placing one hand on the headboard, and his other on the bed beside her thigh.

Sasha stifles a whine, closing her legs around him as he attempts to thrust into her. Heath pushes her knees back apart, his hand gripping onto her left one firmly.

"Listen you horny bitch. I know you're not used to getting pounded, but I'm going to need you to stop acting so sensitive and let me fuck you." Heath states sharply. Sasha holds in a breath, desperately attempting to control herself as he glides in and out of her again.

Holding in a moan, Sasha holds herself up slightly to match his pace, the moan escapes as she slides herself down towards him, accidentally taking in more of his length than intended. They continue fucking at that steady rhythm, both making pleasured sounds as they growth closer to their limit.

Sasha throws her head back against the headboard, crying out lustfully as his pace gets quicker. "Fuck...oh fuck.. " Heath groans out as his heart speeds up and his dick begins to twitch inside her. Their breathing gets heavier as Sasha's eyes begin to roll and flutter around, Heath rests a hand on her back as he feels himself hit his climax. Sasha cries out one last time as she feels warm, sticky cum fill inside her, making her soaked pussy tighten in content.

Heath slides in more length, making Sasha cry out as her pussy slowly loosens to take in more of the length. Heath swallows hard. 'Why does this sexy human have to be so damn wet and tight?' He thinks to himself, now his head feels clearer, and his body feels lighter, as if it's no longer being weighted down by intense lust for this complete stranger.

Heath lets his eyes close, only to be met with sight of the girl in front of him staring peacefully back at him. He takes a moment to observe her fully for the first time tonight. Her round hazel eyes, her dark brown hair a coily mess around her head, not to mention her glossy soft lips and her smooth, brown skin.

This human girl was actually pretty, not that she wouldn't be, but he didn't expect her to be this beautiful. Sure from afar she's smokin' hot, but up close, she's almost breathtaking, now he kinda feels bad for treating her like a cheap hookup.

Heath slowly pulls out of her upon realizing he's probably been there for too long, folding his hands behind his head he lays down, watching as she slowly slides down off of the headboard and onto the bed completely.

"So... What would you rate it? Scale from one to ten?" He says, glancing over at her with a smirk.

Sasha sighs. "How could anyone rate what that was, I'm gonna guess that wasn't your first time though." She says.

"Fuck..." Heath mumbles, maybe louder than he anticipated, since the human is now staring wide at him.

"...We didn't use protection. Please tell me you're on birth control or something." Heath says nervously, that's what he gets for thinking with the wrong head... Yet again.

"Actually I am, been on it for a while actually, helps with my terrible periods." Sasha says, sitting up suddenly.

Heath sighs in relief. "That's my fault, I should've asked in the beginning." He says.

"It's fine, I should've told you in the beginning. Question is, did you think I was gonna let you hit it raw if I wasn't. I might be horny, but I ain't stupid." Sasha says, sliding her panties up her trembling legs.

"Hey, where are you going?" Hearth asks.

"Home. You probably don't want me here all night anyway." Sasha says, bending down to pick up her bra.

"Sure I do. What kinda gentlemen just kicks a lady out after giving her her first time." Heath says, patting the bed.

Sasha stares at the floor, contemplating his offer, before giving in and laying back down next to him.

"Don't put this on, I want these to be the first things I see when I wake up tomorrow." Heath says, wrapping a hand around her breast. Sasha drops her bra back on the floor. The tanned boy guides her head onto his chest, wrapping his strong arms around her.

Sasha closes her eyes, listening to the boy's steady heartbeat, how it almost syncs with her own. Why did she do this, now she definitely knows that she likes him how could she not after this? What if he never wants to see her after this? What if he's just some kind of play boy who thinks she's some easy target now. What if she wants him to think that, if it means he'll come back to her.

Damn what a sexy normie. And Heath somehow convinced her to stay the night with him. This should be fun, figuring out what he's gonna do with her now. One thing's for sure, he definitely wants to keep screwing her, if she lets him, of course. He should ask if she's single, who is he kidding, they literally just had sex, of course she's single. Is he really ready for a relationship though? I mean, yeah, it's been a while, but has he really healed from all that? Better question. Does this human even like him? He's a monster...

Notes:

This is the first chapter, and now it's finished, leave a kudos and a comment if you enjoyed. Now onto the next chapter:)

Chapter 2: When things happen....

Notes:

Hope you enjoy this chapter, still more to come.

"Girl what's that on your back?" Yasmin asks, running a finger along the thin words written on her lower back.

"Yas what are you talkin' about?" Sasha says, turning to the best of her ability to look behind her.

"Ooh, whoever this Heath guy is, he definitely wants you back." Chloe jokes, snapping a picture of her friend's lower half.

Chloe held her phone in front of Sasha. Now she knew what they were talking about. 'Call me when you see this sexy, next time I'll let you ride it till' you scream - Heath' was written in some kind of thin marker, followed by a phone number below the message.

Sasha slaps a hand to her face in embarrassment, they go to the same school now, he could've gave it to her then. Oh well, at least she knows his name now.

"So... I'm guessing you guys did the nasty last night." Jade said, taking a seat in the dining chair.

Sasha grabs a napkin off the round outside table, pouring water on it and desperately swiping at her back. "You can say that.." She says sheepishly.

"Bunny boo! We just got here three days ago, and you're already sleeping with cute boys." Yasmin complains, sitting down to stir her smoothie.

"Never underestimate how fast she can move when she wants something Yas." Chloe chimes in, breaking apart a flaky croissant.

"Y'all leave me alone, parties are only worth going to if it gets you laid right?" Sasha says. The others shrug.

"All I know is, there were far too many people there for comfort, can't say he's not popular." Yasmin says.

"With a house that damn big who wouldn't throw a party? I'm telling you, I got lost like, eight times just looking for the bathroom." Jade says.

"Okay, now enough about the party, let's get this blog done for our followers." Says Yasmin, taking a moment to finish her drink.

"Ooh, wonder how they'll react to Sasha's juicy new update on her love life." Chloe teases.

"Don't even try it Angel, it's not even that special." Sasha replies, smacking her friend on the arm.

"So you're telling me, you sleep with this cute, mysterious party boy, who writes his number on you by the way, and somehow not catch feelings for him?" Chloe exclaims.

"Does it matter? I don't even know him."

"It doesn't matter. It's clear he wants to get to know you! Girl! He wrote his number on your butt." Chloe exclaims.

"Still can't believe you actually slept with a stranger, what if he has something?" Jade states.

"It's fine, he seemed ok, and I'm not itchin' or burnin' or nothin." Sasha replies.

Jade's lips slant into a frown. "I still think you should get tested." She states.

"Ok, I will. I get it, I did something really, really stupid. Now can we please start on this blog?" Sasha says, opening up her laptop.

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"C'mon! Did you seriously just miss that?" Clawdeen shouts from the bleachers.

"Please remind me why you're here again?" Clawd huffs out angrily, clentching the ball between his hands.

"Because somebody won't let me use their car!" Clawdeen shouts.

"Our house is not that far from here, just walk home!"

"Hell no, it's gonna take at least four hours for me to get there on foot!"

"You're gonna be here for much longer."

"Not really, y'all aren't even supposed to be using the gym until tomorrow!" Clawdeen retorts.

"Are you sure you actually like hanging out with this big mouth?" Clawd asks looking over at Draculaura, then at Cerise. Draculaura only nods as she wraps an arm around her best friend.

"Yea, I mean, she did save me from being torn apart by a werecat yesterday, so I kinda owe her." Cerise responds.

"Damn, blackmail! I knew it!" Romulus jokes, catching the ball from Clawd.

"You're one to talk about blackmail..." Cerise mutters.

"Hey, just so we're clear, you don't owe me anything for what I did yesterday." Clawdeen says, placing a hand on Cerise's shoulder.

"Aww, look at our little sister being nice for one." Romulus teases.

"Hey screw you! I'm always nice? Right D?" Clawdeen argues, looking over at Draculaura for confirmation, the vampire responds with an enthusiastic nod.

"See Cerise, it hasn't even been a week since you met them and they're already bullying me!" Clawdeen complains.

"Bully? You? This is the same person that used to throw my shoes in the back yard and bury them when she was mad at me." Clawd says.

"In my defense your honor, I was eight.." Clawdeen replies, throwing up her hands in defense.

"See how she didn't even deny it?" Romulus laughs.

"I was eight! I didn't know any better!" Clawdeen shouts.

"Doesnt make a difference.. You shoe-thrower!" Clawd shouts back, causing Draculaura to erupt in laughter.

Clawdeen groans loudly. "I'm being targeted! How much longer do I have to be here?!"

"The last game of the season is Friday! You're going to be here all night if they let us!" Clawd responds, looking up at the hoop to make his shot.

"And y'all practiced all last week."

"Can never be too prepared."

"You're supposed to practicing as a team anyway Clawd, take a break at least. The last thing we need is the captain to get all tired before the big game." Draculaura says with concern.

"D has a point, I mean for crying out loud we've been here all day." Clawdeen adds.

"What time is it now?"

"Four-fifteen.."

"And when did we get here?"

"Eleven fourty-eight.."

Clawd looks back at his friend, upon seeing that Romulus was not on his side as well, he sighed, dropping the ball to the floor, watching hopelessly as it bounces away.

He looks back up toward the three on the bleachers. "I guess I am kinda hungry anyway."

"You think? You dragged us all out the house at nine in the morning!!" His sister shouts.

"Oh shut up, that's payback for stealing my shoes like a pirate."

"Dammit Clawd! Let that shit go already!" Clawdeen replies, as Cerise and Draculaura continue to laugh next to her.

"Alright, let's call it a day and go get something to eat." Romulus says, tossing the casket ball into a large net filled with others.

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"What's on the agenda tonight. Wait, let me guess, another party?" Cirise asks, taking a bite out of her sandwich.

"Nope, can't, we still gotta practice, and so does he." Clawd answers, sitting down with a small tray of fries.

"Yeah, I have no idea why he's jacking off throwing parties when the big game is right around the corner." Romulus adds with a shrug.

"Just sayin' theres a reason they made Clawd the captain instead of Heath." Clawdeen mentions.

"So I guess that just leaves us then?" Cirise asks, looking over at Clawdeen and the vampire next to her.

"Hell nah. I gotta study tonight." Clawdeen says.

"You? Study? Since when?" Clawd laughs.

"Shut up, I probably study more than you think throughout the day." Clawdeen argues.

"Probably?"

"I have to study too, ghoul. So I guess it'll just be you there tonight." Draculaura says to Cirise.

Like hell I'm letting her go to a Heath party on her own. She's staying with us." Clawdeen objects. "If you want to.."

Cirise shakes her head. "It's not like I have any other plans." She says, darting her eyes down towards her phone upon hearing the sound go off.

-I don't think Romona's gonna be home tonight, so that's our chance to carry out the plan-

It was a text from Romulus, who was sitting across the table from her. She had forgotten all about that stupid idea, still, it's better to get it over with, every second they waste goes to a minute Romona could be using to torture them.

"Sorry guys, I'm gonna have to pass on the study session." Cirise lies, holding her phone closer to her in order to text Romulus back a reply. "My mom just texted, she says she's gonna kill me if I don't get my room cleaned tonight."

"Aw, ok. It's just me and you then Clawdeen!" Draculaura says, resting her hesd on the wolf's shoulder.

"Hey! I didn't say I was leaving now. I'll get home around eight or something."

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"Dylan? What are you doing here?" Yasmin asks in distaste, taking a sip from her plastic cup.

"What? Do you think you were the only one that got invited to this party?" He answers, downing the rest of his drink and crunching up the empty cup.

"Just didn't see you as the quiet type at events like these. Seriously, shouldn't you be screaming at the top of your lungs like some kind of caveman by now?" Yasmin teases.

Dylan only rolls his eyes. "I only do that with people I know." He says sarcastically, turning to the table behind them to pour another drink.

Yasmin's lips turn down into a scowl. "Is that your plan tonight? To drink yourself to death?"

Dylan takes a moment to gulp down another cup. "Yeah, pretty much, in any minute now, I should be swinging from the ceiling." He says with a laugh, turning around to fill his cup up. "Besides, I'm looking to score with a hot girl tonight, and this is probably the best way to do it." She hears him mutter.

"Trust me, if you're trying to get lucky tonight, getting wasted isn't the best option." She scoffs.

"Oh yeah? And what is? Oh smart one." Dylan says dramatically, waving his arms around, spilling some of his punch in the process.

'Didn't take very long for him to get drunk.' Yasmin thinks to herself, finally finishing the rest of her drink, wincing as the taste of alcohol hits her tongue.

"Is that your homegirl over there?" Dylan asks, pointing to Sasha far over on the dancefloor, pressed up against Heath as they dirty dance.

Yasmin turns away, absentmindedly drinking another cup of spiked punch, causing Dylan to laugh.

"Aww, what's wrong princess? Upset that you're not having that much fun?" Dylan teases.

Yasmin looks at him distastefully. "Don't call me that, only my friends get to call me that." She nearly hisses at him.

"Aw c'mon princess, don't you wanna dance with me?" He says, reaching his hand out towards her.

"No thank you.." She retorts, looking around the crowded room for her friends, to her dismay, she couldn't map out any of them, not even Sasha anymore.

"You know, I bet they're all off doing something fun, while you're just sitting here, plotting on how you're gonna get away from me." Dylan says.

"Can't plot quick enough..." Yasmin mutters.

"I'll make it easy for you..." Dylan replies, wandering off towards the crowd.

Great, now the only person she had left to talk to had gone away, wow, she thinks to herself, drinking from her cup. Gross... Whatever this is, it is not appetizing, oh well, she has the rest of the night to get used to it...

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Somehow, Yasmin stumbles upon Dylan once again, talking to a group of guys, laughing as he starts up another joke. Dylan stops mid sentence as he feels a hand grip onto his right arm, whipping his head back, he sees Yasmin glare up at him, innocently batting her eyelashes. Dylan backs up towards her, putting up his free hand to wave towards his new friends.

Yasmin pulls him into a closet behind the staircase, hidden away from the crowd, before Dylan could even find some source of light, he feels, soft, yet damp lips press against his to form a messy kiss. He jolts back, pushing the other away from him before realizing... 'Wait.. This is Yasmin isn't it? And, she kissed me...so... that must mean she likes me right?' He stupidly thinks to himself, but before the logic part of his brain could catch up, his hands find their way around her waist as he pulls her into another kiss...

What feels like forever must have passed by as their tongues continue to dance together in each other's mouths, and Dylan slides his hands up her shirt, causing her to make a noise as their lips stay interlocked with each other. Yasmin gasps, her head reeling back as he gropes her breast through her bra, causing them to both finally break apart breathlessly.

"I want you... I'm.. horny.." She whispers in his ear, before placing a kiss on it.

Dylan leans away. "No, Yasmin we're not gonna bang in some stranger's closet." He says to her, doing his best to push her away, he has to admit though, he desperately wants to snatch this girl's clothes off and plow into her, it's taking everything in him just to push her away instead of bringing her closer.

"Please.. please..." She begs seductively, laying her hands around the back of his neck, pressing her body against his. He has to get them out of here, every second they stay in here is another chance he could get harder from what she's trying to do to him. How much did she drink? Shit, how much did he drink? Doesn't matter, only thing that's important is that they get somewhere with a bed, preferably his.

Dylan stumbles out of the closet, Yasmin closely following behind him with every step he takes. Finally they end up outside, where he sees a guy with shades standing against the side of the house smoking a cigarette. "Hey, hey man... help me out here..." Dylan says, his words spilling into each other in a rushed mess, as he taps the guys on the shoulder, then motions to the girl at his side.

The guy blows smoke in the other direction. "Fine, but don't throw up in my car before we get there." He says, smashing his cigarette into the wall and walking over to his car.

Somehow, he understood enough of what Dylan was trying to say to get them to his house. After hopping out of the back seat and dragging Yasmin along with him, Dylan thanked him, before walking up to the front door.

He fiddles with the keys as Yasmin continues to touch all over him, eventually, he manages to put the right key in the door and turn the knob open. Closes the door back as gently as he could, he locks the top lock only, before chasing after Yasmin as she rushes up the stairs. Once he catches up to her, he leads her into his room.

Dylan closes the door, then throws off his shirt as he turns to face her. In this light, Yasmin could see all of his features better, until now, she didn't notice how his lean build slightly began to gain muscle, he had always talked about how he was going to the gym, she thought it was bluff however. She can see his hair, which was usually an uncombed brown mess on his head, was now parted down the middle, dark brown strands falling loosely around his face, the rest of it neatly shaved into an undercut in the back.

His brown eyes staring deep into hers as she took off her top, tossing it to the floor. She turns around, back faced to him, and slowly slides her jeans down to her ankles. Yasmin can practically sense his eyes burning into her as she bends over to pull her jeans off from around her feet. She stills, suddenly feeling hands settle on her hips, only for a pair of thumbs to slide down both sides of her panties.

She exhales, letting his hand rest on her back to guide her towards the bed, she closes her eyes gently, only for them to pop open seconds later as she feels a sudden sting on her asscheek.

"Ow.. What the fuck?" She almost shouts, turning back to look at him.

"Damn, I thought it would jiggle more." She hears Dylan say, her eyes dart down to the bedsheets in embarrassment. She didn't have long to sulk though, as he quickly slid down her panties, almost tripping her as he tugged them from around her feet, she'd never admit to it, but her aroused pussy was only getting wetter with each touch the boy gave her, she also doesn't want to admit how much she liked getting spanked by him, or how insecure she had gotten by his remark.

She also didn't realize he had gotten rid of his jeans too until she felt him graze her legs, his bulge press tightly against her pussy lips, causing them to dampen his boxers.

"Please Dylan..." She quietly begs. He was already on the other side of the bed, searching in his nightstand for something, she breaths in, watching as he glides on a condom. She lets the breath go, crawling onto the bed, she lays on her back, spreading her legs nervously.

Yasmin turns her head to the side, refusing to look him in the eyes as he sits up between her legs to position himself. Without warning, she feels his member go almost completely into her.

"Ah.. wait.. Wait!" She shouts, slamming her knees into his side by reflex, causing him to make a pained expression. "Go slow... It's..."

"Your first time? I know, mine too" He replies, pulling himself out of her, until only the tip remains. Slowly, he slides his shaft into her sighing as she moans in content, before adding more into her. He now slides all of his hard member into her ready pussy, all the way to the base, he stares down at her, Yasmin still refusing to look at him.

She loves this, she loves this so much! He's deep inside her, and her body doesn't know what to do with this attention, she gasps as Dylan slides out only to thrust it back in, as he starts to thrust in and out at an uneven pace, nevertheless, it makes her pussy grip onto it and relax constantly.

She wants to move so badly, better yet, she wants to look at the guys who's penetrating her so well right now, whoever he is, but she can't, she's scared, she's horny, she feels weird, her vision's blurring in and out and her head feels fuzzy, she feels light, yet heavy at the same time. Still, none of that takes away from the feeling her body feels as he pushes his hips towards hers to fuck her.

He slides away from her, then back into her a little rougher, making her pussy clench from the impact. Yasmin moans loudly, closing her eyes tightly, she hears the boy on top of her groan and mutter her name to himself. He slows down for a minute, then he picks up once again, sliding his member fully into her pushing his hips into hers, as if he had more length to give her. Yasmin wants to tell him to slow down, to take it easy on her, but her pussy isn't quick to make her speak, despite being a little sore from all the rough, sloppy movement the boy is doing, she still isn't satisfied, maybe she's more complicated than other girls, but he still hasn't done thing thing that guys do to send women over the edge yet.

She may have thought that too soon, because now, he slides his throbbing member out to the tip only remains, and thrusts the shaft back into her, he does this three more times, the final time making her cry out, tears forming in the corners of her eyes, not because it hurts or anything, to be honest, she's starting to become a little numb to everything right now, but because she feel so great after what's been done to her. She hears him moan, her own body jolting as if a string of lighting had just gone through it, her pussy contracts, gripping around his hard member. Her head feels lighter, she trembles roughly as she hits her climax, her heart rate picking up quickly.

They lay there for a minute, both desperately trying to come down from their orgasm. Dylan pulls out of her, rolling over and flopping on the other side of the bed, pulling off his condom, he throws it to the floor, not bothering with tying it. Yasmin turns her head to the right, facing away from him before her eyes even have the chance to focus in on his features. Her body relaxes into the bed, her eyes fluttering close as she lets the sleep set into her...

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Flipping the light on, Cerise sneaks into the kitchen as Romulus carefully closes the door behind them. Once they reach Romona's door, Cerise cracks it open slightly to peak her head inside. She could barely make out an object as dark as it is in there, which is good in this case. Dark means it's empty, and empty means no Romona, and no Romona means the plan can take place, and hopefully, be a success, and... hopefully... not end in anyone leaving in stitches...

Without hesitation, Cerise strolls on into her sister's room, Romulus following close behind. After flipping on the light, Romulus takes a seat on the bed, and Cerise rushes to raid her sister's giant closet.

"Now's the chance, I'm taking back all my shit she stole from me, and maybe a little extra as compensation.." He can hear her say from behind the closed sliding doors.

When Cerise finally returns, she struts over to stand in front of Romulus. "So.. What do you think?" She asks.

Romulus darts his eyes away from her, then, slowly, he drags them back over to take in the sight of her. There Cerise stood, pants-less, with nothing on but a rose red night dress, that barely covered her thighs, the black lace at the end only adding to the awkwardness.

"I think.. You're crazy!! Is that Romona's dress?" He nearly shouts, looking away from her sheepishly, as if she was standing completely naked in front of him, hell, she might as well be at this point..

"Sure is! Hey, be honest. I look better in it don't I?" Cerise says, twirling around in it, the short clothing lifting up to expose her green and white polka dot underwear. Romulus feels heat quickly rising as his eyes bounce round the room, desperately trying to find anything else to look at...

"Hey.. Take your shirt off.." Cerise says, causing Romulus to turn around and stare back at her as if she's gone crazy.

"What? Did you forget why we're here? No one cheats with their shirt on Rom!" She explains.

Romulus turns to face away from her, he pulls his shirt over his head tossing it on the floor, he, reluctantly, turns his head to look back at Cerise.

"The pants too bucko!" She says, gesturing to him.

"What is this? A strip show?" He mumbles, he obliges, standing up and taking off his gray baggy jeans.

Cerise sighs in relief. "Ok, good, now, a condom-"

"You're pushing it Cerise!" Romulus objects, causing the half wolf to burst out laughing.

"Ok, ok. Calm down! That time I was messing with you." She says once she sobers up from her laughing fit. "Unless... you want to.." She adds suggestively.

Romulus clenches his jaw in frustration, he huffs, a little louder than he had wanted to, then sits back down on the bed.

"I'm joking again Rom!" Cerise chuckles, her playful act dropping as she approaches Romulus, looking over his shoulder to get a better look at his expression. "Hey, what's wrong with you?"

"This is serious Cerise.."

"Yea, got it, I know, cheating on your girlfriend is a pretty big deal, I shouldn't be so harsh about it." She admits.

"That's not what I mean..." Romulus mutters, forgetting that the girl was still in earshot. Cerise backs up a bit, not taken aback by his words, but clearly in thought about something.

"Well what else could be making you this tense? Unless.. I mean, unless you actually wanna fuck me or something.." Cerise babbles to herself, noticing how Romulus twitches once he hears the last words, as if she had thrown them at him.

"No! Wait! You actually wanna fuck me?!" She nearly shouts, leaning over towards him. Romulus stands up walking around Cerise to the other side of the room.

"Stop it Cerise! I'm not playing around!" He shouts, throwing his hands up in frustration.

"Well... you're not ugly..." Cerise says slowly, taking a seat on the bed. "In fact.." She adds, looking over at Romulus, watching him go from furious to confused. "I think you're quite attractive..." "Anyone with a brain would think that actually."

Romulus stays still for a moment, hesitantly walking over to the bed.

Cerise sighs. "Truth be told, you're an amazing guy Rom, and you deserve to be with some one who cares about you, some better than Romona, and someone far better than me. For now though, I don't mind showing you how much more you should want for yourself..."

"Are you sure about this Cerise?"

Cerise nods her head firmly. "Of course I am. I'm not always some goofy idiot who just says shit to get a reaction.... You're a very sweet man Romulus, and sweet dudes have sweet dicks right? And sweet dicks deserve even sweet pussies don't they?"

Romulus swallows hard at the words she said, taking a deep breath, he finally sits down, his back facing her's. "Ok, only if you're sure... Before we.. do anything, you need to know everything that's on my mind..." He says.

"I'm going to be honest, when I met you and your sister, I had caught feelings for you, Romona wasn't even an idea to me at the time.."

"Oh? Tell me more.." Cerises replies.

"I never thought you liked me in that kind of way, and I was scared to ask you out. One thing led to another, Romona asked me to be her boyfriend... and after a while, I forgot about it.." Romulus admits.

"Tell me Rom, are you still into me?" Cerise asks softly.

"Romantically? No, not really.... Sexually?.." He pauses, running a hand through his hair. "Yea, I guess I fantasize about you every now and again.."

"Aww Rom, you fantasize about me?" Cerise says sweetly, turning around to place her hands on his shoulders. "That's very sweet, and I'm very wet now. So if you could skip the flattery and get on top of me, that would be very appreciated." She whispers in his ear.

Romulus stands up, he slides off his boxers completely, then pulls open the second drawer of Romona's night stand, and rips open a condom. Once he turns back around, he is met with the sight of Cerise on her back, hands resting above her head, as if they were tied there, with her legs parted.

Romulus takes a moment to prepare himself mentally, he then makes his way over to the bed, hovering on top of Cerise as he guides himself into her.

She feels the tip of his hard dick rub against her entrance, before it slides inside completely, causing her to breathe out lustfully. It felt nice, she isn't sure how big it is yet, but so far he has a nice girth. She moans lightly as he puts more length inside her, wrapping her arms around his back as he slowly thrusts in and out of her.

'Oh fuck! She's so much better than Romona. So much wetter.. so much tighter... then Romona.' He thinks to him self. Cerise... she's so beautiful, so quiet, and yet.. he isn't satisfied, every movement he makes, every sound that escapes the half wolf's lips, makes him want to go deeper, make him want to fill her all the way down to the base with his dick. He wants to hear her cry out his name, no, he wants her to scream it. But he can't, regardless of what he wants, she's a virgin, and he'd never forgive himself if he were to hurt her.

"Rom... Romulus..." Cerise fake moans. She knows she shouldn't do that to him, it's not that she doesn't like it, but she doesn't love him. As much as it hurts her to admit, there's another boy she wants on top of her instead, but he's gone forever, never to return...

She doesn't care much about how this wolf makes her feel during sex, the look on Romona's face when she catches them. The reaction she's going to have, the sheer spite of it all, is more than enough to put her in a good mood. Not to mention Romulus, he doesn't seem to be bored playing around with her, with all the moaning and sighing he's doing. If nothing else, maybe Cerise can show him what he's worthy of, and convince him to double down on leaving Romona...

"Cerise..." He moans, resting a hand on her hip. "Dammit Cerise... I'm close... I'm..." He pauses, his blue eyes staring deep into Cerise's brown ones, as they draw closer to each other, their lips only seconds apart....

 

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS!!" A voice yells as they hear the door swing open.

Both Romulus and Cerise turn their heads to face her in shock, with Romulus pulling out quickly and rolling away from Cerise as his girlfriend rushes towards them.

"You fucking skank!!" She hears her sister shout, before she could even blink, she feels her head jolt as a hard hand quickly slides across her face.

"What the fuck! What the fuck is this Romulus?!" Romona shouts, watching furiously as her boyfriend pulls off his condom and pulls his underwear on.

"Romona! Please.. it's not.. I mean.. it's-"

"She's not stupid Rom.." Cerise says, forcing both of their attention to her. "Don't do that Romona.. Don't act like you weren't listening to us through the fucking door." Cerise shouts.

Romona responds by grabbing Cerise by her hair and hitting her repeatedly with her left fist. Romulus rushes over, untangling Romona's hands from Cerise and pushing them apart, standing in between them.

"Tell her Romulus.." Cerise huffs out. The male wolf only stares at her wide eyed. "Go ahead, tell her. Tell this bitch how you always wanted me, and not her..." She finishes, staring daggers into Romona's skull.

"It's true.. I'm sorry Romona, I've always felt this way about your sister, and well.. uh.." He stutters at the end.

"I let him fuck me like a toy.." Cerise interrupts. "Now c'mon Romona, you can't treat a guy like shit and expect him not to go for the nicer sister..." She adds, letting the malicious grin on her face spread wider.

Romona's face contorts so badly it begins to look almost distorted, she whips her head to the side to stare dead into Romulus' eyes. "Get your shit and leave.." She growls. Reluctantly, Romulus walks back around to the other side of the bed to collect the rest of his clothing.

Once she's out of arms length, Romona takes a moment to look her younger sister up and down, her eyes land on her bright red lingerie gown.

"First... you fuck my boyfriend in my bed..." Romona starts, gently pulling a drawer out of her nightstand. "And now you're wearing my fucking clothes?!!" She shouts, turning the drawer upside-down, throwing all of its contents to the ground.

"See? Doesn't feel too good to have your shit taken does it-" Cerise cut herself off, letting out a loud yelp as hard wood slams into her head, sending her flying down towards the headboard.

"Romona what the fuck!" Romulus shouts.

"Back up!" Romona screams, waving the drawer at him. "Now.. since you want to fuck this smug little bitch, you can watch her bleed too!" She says, throwing the drawer down to the floor.

The room was still a blur to her when she suddenly felt herself getting yanked up by her arm and dragged out of the room. Stumbling to her feet, she starts running, desperately trying to keep up with whoever was dragging her along, her head aching as she heard her sister screeching violently in the background, followed by the sound of all kinds of things cracking and breaking and being tossed around with every turn they made.

Her feet felt rough as she was being dragged out of the house and across the house's pavement. Cerise slides into the seat of a car, her vision darkening as she hears a door slam.

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A white ceiling comes into Cerise's view as she opens her eyes. Blinking quickly, she looks around the room, nothing in it resembling the structure nor the things in her room or house, a warm hand then slides over her arm, causing her to flinch and turn towards it.

"Hey.. It's just me, ok?" Romulus says, removing his hand from the girl. "You were out for a minute, I was thinking about taking you to the hospital for a second." He says sheepishly.

"I'm fine, but I'm gonna need some pain killers, my head feels like it's going to explode." Cerise murmurs.

Romulus reaches forward and takes something off of a night table, then turns around to place it in her hand, a bottle of water in the other.

"Romona.. that... bitch! I hope she catches something from trying to get back at you." Cerise mumbles, before putting the pill in her mouth and taking a sip of water.

"I told you it was a bad idea.." He responds.

"It needed to happen, congratulations. You're a free man now." She says sarcastically.

"At what cost? You getting a concussion? Wouldn't say it was worth it."

"One of many, I'm pretty much used to this now. I'd say it was worth it, at least we both got something out of it. Speaking of that, was it good?" Cerise says, topping up the bottle of water and setting it on the floor.

"Yea, it was great, you... you felt... incredible." Romulus whispers.

"We can pick up where we left off if you want, Romona didn't really give you a chance to reach your climax." Cerise offers.

Romulus shakes his head. "There's no point, I'm not in the mood anymore. Besides, I was far past the limit by the time she walked in." He admits.

"So what you're telling me is, you had already came before you even said anything."

"No, I mean, kinda, but I don't think that counts." He says sheepishly.

"I'm happy you had fun Rom.." Cerise says, rolling over to face away from him.

"What about you Cerise?"

"I was fine, don't think it's because of you.. I just..." She pauses, tears brimming in her eyes. The room goes quiet as her silent cries turn into loud sobbing.

"Cerise, what's wrong?" Rom says, rolling over to place a hand on her shoulder.

Cerise shakes her head fast, as if to shake away her guilt, as she tries hard to stifle her crying. "No, it's nothing.." Is all she could manage to wail out.

"Cerise.."

"I miss him Rom.. I want him, but he's gone.." She admits, her voice stained with tears. "He's never going to want me again, he's never going to want me now. It's like I cheated on him.." She cries.

Romulus slowly takes his hand away from her, rolling from his side to face the ceiling. "You have a boyfriend?" Is all he says.

He could feel Cerise head shake against the pillows. "No... He's not a boyfriend, but I want him to be. Doesn't matter now, 'cause he's gone and he'll never love me anyway, not after this..."

"You don't know that Cerise.." Romulus says. "You won't know anything unless you tell him, and neither will he.."

"He's back in his homeland, I'm never going to see him again..." She whines.

"Well if you do, you have to promise yourself you'll tell him how you feel. Just because my love life's fucked doesn't mean yours has to be." Rom says.

"Okay.. If, somehow, I ever see him again, I'll tell him." Cerise agrees quietly.

"Good. Ok, get to sleep, you're going to need it for tomorrow." Romulus says to her.

Cerise laughs a little, finally sobering up from her despair. "Yeah? So are you, you're the one with the crazy ex."

"My crazy ex happens to be your older sister, and you two share a house together, and if I wasn't there.. she most definitely would've killed you!" He argues.

"Yeah, fair point. I'll figure that all out tomorrow though.." Cerise says, her eyes already starting to close.

Chapter 3: When (more) things happen......

"C'mon man! Cirise isn't gonna bring us home the championship!!" Rom could hear Clawd yell from across the gymnasium, before he could reply, a tough rubber ball slams into his chest, almost knocking all the wind out of him, as he struggles to catch it before it hits the ground.

He tried to get his head in the game. His high school team had already lost the junior casketball game last year, and the coach made it clear that it would be their last, at least until they could scrape up some more money for the extracurricular activities. Still, Romulus agreed to help out Clawd and his team, as the star player in his own school, and a solid B student, the principals from both schools agreed to let Romulus play on Monster Highs' team, as a senior wish. Unfortunately, he isn't providing much help today, he can't focus, every time he gets the ball, his mind goes blank and someone ends up stealing it from him.

He's too busy thinking about Cirise, who is sitting in the bleachers, tucked between a brown wolf and a pale pink vampire. She's districting him.. by doing nothing in particular, apart from staring at nothing, sweeping her eyes across the gym, watching out of boredom as the other players dodge the opposing team, (who, for now are just pretending to be the opposing team) her lips creasing before she picks at them with her teeth.

He should really stop worrying about her. Or at least stop looking at her. She woke up today as if nothing happened. She raised up from the bed, took a painkiller, stole a piece of toast his mom had made for his dad, and walked out of the house. Guess she really is used to the way Romona treats her, but he isn't. Last night, he was scared for her life even if Cirise wasn't herself, she pretty much cried herself to sleep last night, the thought of Romona being the only thing keeping him from taking her back home. And to make everything that much worse, was the possibility that Cirise might not even like him in that kind of way...

Rom's head snaps up upon the sound of a whistle being blown.

"Alright!!! Alright!! Nice work everybody!!" Heath shouts as he clasps his hands together loudly. "Except for you Rom! If that's how you're gonna perform then, well, you're better off watching us with the rest of your team!"

"Cut him some slack Heath!" Clawd shouts back. "I mean give him a break the man was..." He pauses. "Distracted..." He finishes looking up at the bleachers.

Heath puts his hand on his hips as his brows knit together, after following his teammate's gaze, his expression shifts to something more understanding...

"Yeah, well, I get it. Your bitch is watching, but so is everyone else's, so I'm gonna need ya' to focus a little harder this time ok?" Was all Heath replies with.

Romulus feels his shoulders tense up. "What did you say?" He nearly growls, taking a big step towards the orange guy, before Clawd puts up a hand to stop him.

"Chill out! Both of you! We've been here for three hours, so let's all take a break and get back to it at six, sound good?" Claws says.

Slowly Romulus nods and begins to back away, but only after she sees Heath do it first, and Clawd steps away from him reluctantly.

"Are y'all done now? Because, I'm steppin' outside. Oh my ghoul, it smells like ass and feet in here!" Clawdeen complains loudly, her entourage of friends following behind her.

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Her fangs peek through her lips as she sneers dramatically. How she hated walking behind Monster High as a quick means to get to the street, that leads to the street, that her favorite nail salon is placed.

As with every other time she uses this detour, it isn't long before she hears someone yell, and some strange odor hits her nose. Unlike any other time, she for once, let's her curiosity get the best of her. Wrinkling her nose snobbishly, she climbs up onto the dumpster outside carefully, questioning why she would even go this far just to be nosey. Oh well, she can always wash her hands, and her shoes... and burn her clothes, afterwards anyway...

As high as the windows to the gym were, even the dumpster wasn't enough to give her full coverage. She holds onto the window as she props herself up on her tip toes and peers into the building.

She can better make out the stench at least, but not the words that the boys in the long shorts and jerseys were saying. That's right, this is the seniors last year of casketball, so they're basically breaking their backs to ensure that they don't lose against her school again like last year, as they should. Too bad their efforts won't make any difference..

Her eyes settle on one of the players, a white wolf, tall, and mildly muscular in build, from what she could see from here, he looks pissed, she watches as his jawline flexes in irritation, standing straight as he watches the brown wolf next to him attempt to calm him down. Aside from his stature and pronounced cheekbones and jawline, she also noticed a necklace, no, a chain? Some kind of metal dogtag, hanging around his neck, resting atop his broad collarbones, all making him that much more pleasant to gaze upon...

She watches as some girls walk by one gently brushing a hand across his back, causing her eyes to narrow in annoyance, like some jealous girlfriend. After the three girls leave she continues to stare at the stranger, she was already late to her nail appointment, she couldn't get any later, so silently, she let's her mind wonder, not taking her eyes off of the boy, even just for a second...

"Ah great! What do you want now bitch?!" She hears a familiar voice shout from behind her.

"Trying to steal our team's plays to cheat?! Huh Gory?!!" Another familiar, higher- pitched voice chimes in..

Gory whips her head around so fast she almost winces from the sudden movement. Her mouth hangs agape, wordless, she stares down from the dumpster, in total humiliation, as three girls from Monster High, all stare up at her. A pale pink vampire, Draculaura, her brown werewolf friend who she is positive she's had trouble with before, snarling up at her. And a third girl who she has not had the misfortune of meeting quite yet, but has brushed her hand across the back of the man Gory was just drooling over minutes ago, his girlfriend maybe. Who looks like a wolf... but not as wolf-like as the brown one next to her, a half breed, maybe...

"You gonna explain what you're doin' up there Gory, or do I gotta beat it outta ya'?!" The wolfs says, extending her hands to crack her knuckles.

"Now calm down Clawdeen!" Draculaura shouts, placing a hand on her friends shoulder. "I think we should take a chance and hear her out.." She adds.

Clawdeen huffs, like a kid who wasn't allowed to have candy. "Fine, you heard the ghoul, speak bat!"

Gory sneers at the attempt at insulting her, but she couldn't speak however, before the half breed gave her away.

"She was staring at a boy.." The half-breed announces.

"Oh really?..." Draculaura says sarcastically, in her usual syrup sweet voice, before snapping her fingers, motioning Clawdeen to attack, like her personal body guard.

"Not him... Romulus... I saw her staring down at him before we left the gym.." The half-breed corrects herself.

Draculaura make a silent, guilty gasp, staring up at Gory apologetically. While Clawdeen stops dead in her tracks, her grip tight around Gory's arms, as she fights to keep her balance on the dumpster. Clawdeen's eyebrows have never raised up so high, nor has Draculaura ever looked so ashamed of herself for making such a brash assumption.

Gory breaks the silence with a loud scoff. "Fuck you for that, half-breed!"

"Excuse me for trying to save your ass, stalker!" The half-breed retorts.

"I am so sorry Gory! I shouldn't have gotten so upset before knowing for sure..." Draculaura says, her disappointment in herself clear in her voice.

Clawdeen rolls her eyes. "I'm not!" "Now what are you looking at Romulus for? Huh?!"

Gory stumbles over her words for a moment, before, once again, the half-breed answers for her... by further exposing her..

"Well clearly she has a crush on him.." The half-breed says solemnly, crossing her arms.

"Aww!!!" Draculaura cheers, placing her hands over her heart.

"Eww... What makes you think for a second that Rom would want a vampire.." Clawdeen snickers, her grip still strong around Gory's arm.

Draculaura eyes her friend auspiciously. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"You know what I mean, it's just... he's a wolf-

"So? Your brother's a wolf?" Draculaura argues, crossing her arms, and shifting to one hip.

"You know what I'm trying to say.."

"No! I don't, actually."

Clawdeen sighs loudly. "He's not gonna want this ugly vampire bitch ok? She's too fucking rude to even consider being his groupie." She shouts.

"You know, Clawdeen, you have rude tenancies too. Take that fact that you're still hanging onto her arm, for example..." The pink vampire claims, pointing to her best friend, who is in fact, still holding tightly onto Gory. "The least you could do is help her down.." The vampire adds.

Clawdeen takes in an irritated breath, before exhaling and nodding for Gory to jump down as she finally loosens her grip. Gory carefully hops down from the dumpster using Clawdeen as support. Once she's on the pavement, Clawdeen puts her hand down to her side and steps away. Gory takes the opportunity to speed off in the opposite direction, far away from the school...

"The hell was that about?" Cerise asks.

"Simple she's a pussy.." Clawdeen answers.

"I don't blame her, I'd run too if someone like you wanted to slam me on the ground.." Draculaura says.

"Hey! You're the one who sent me after her!" Clawdeen raises her voice, throwing out her arms in frustration.

"Yeah! I wanted you to intimidate her! Not threaten her life!!!" Draculaura shouts back.

"Well excuse me! I thought she was looking at Clawd too!"

"Or, here's a suggestion. Maybe you both should've waited for me to clarify before doing something stupid!" Cerise argues.

"Yeah.. Perhaps you're right..." Draculaura says in defeat, as she plays with the cuff of her sleeve nervously.

"She had no business staring at Romulus either, that's clearly Cerise's man." Clawdeen says.

"Since when?"

"Since forever! You obviously like him."

"No! He likes me!" Cerise clarifies, pointing to herself. "Besides, I barely know him!" She lies.

"Yeah, fair enough.." Clawdeen mumbles with a shrug.

"Now, you two know that the boys don't need you two to protect them.. right?" Cerise jokes, slapping them both on the arm lightly, as they continue down the road.

"She right C. I mean, your brother is the biggest, strongest, sexiest guy I know, he is more than capable of defending himself." Draculaura admits.

"Could've gone my whole life without hearing the sexy comment..." Clawdeen groans, making the vampire let out a cheerful laugh as they make they're way down the street.

 

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Yasmin moans as she turn back over in bed, in an attempt to go back to sleep. Unfortunately that didn't work, so she rose to sit up and stretch grumpily before rubbing her eyes.

"Good morning princess.." She hears a voice coo at her.

She stares toward it absentmindedly, until her vision clears up.... and she is met with the image of Dylan... She blinks repeatedly, to ensure that she is one, awake, and two, actually seeing what she's looking at right now. After her brain confirms her suspicions, Yasmin raises her head and stares up at the ceiling, then, let's out a bloodcurdling scream.

Well she definitely has some lungs on her, that's for sure... Dylan thinks to himself, before throwing his hands to side, in an attempt to block the incoming attacks from the girl next to him.

"What!!- Are!- You!- Doing!- Get- Out- Of! My! Bed!!" She shouts between attacks as she continues to beat him roughly with a pillow.

"What do you mean!! This is my bed!!" Dylan shouts one he gets onto his feet.

Yasmin's eyes widen, as her mouth gapes open in horror upon staring at Dylan.

"Why are you naked?.."

"Uh, I dunno, maybe because.. I'm in my room!!" He shouts out the last part. Looking around, and finally takung in her surroundings for the first time today, she was in fact, in his room. The piles of dirty clothes, empty plates and bags of food, open video game cartages, and a calendar with a big picture of a half- naked woman, all did a great job of giving it away.

"Why are you naked?" She heard him ask.

Yasmin gasps, patting herself everywhere she could reach to ensure that she was in fact, naked as well. Mortified, she opens her mouth to scream again..

"Don't! Don't do that again, please. Any minute now my dad's gonna come in and ask why he heard a girl scream in my room." Dylan says, rubbing his head.

"He'll probably think it's just you.." Yasmin sneers, causing Dylan to frown in annoyance.

"Please don't tell me we did something last night!" She whines.

Dylan shrugs. "There's not too many things I can think of that require us taking off our clothes and waking up in a ned together." He says.

"Please tell me you at least used a condom?" Yasmin says, her voice on the verge of tears.

"Really? How am I supposed to-" The cut himself off, bending down, he pick something off of the floor, turning around to show it to her. "Huh, guess we did use one!" He says, holding up a squashed condom.

Yasmin turns away as a means to prevent herself from gagging. "How do you know if that's from last night?"

"Because I don't use these when I masterb-" He pause. "Th- That's none of your business anyway!" He stammers instead.

Yeasmin buries her face in her hands.

"Hey! I mean, think of it this way. Who would you rather lose your virginity to huh? Me or Cameron?"

"Cameron.." She says, sliding off the bed.

"Ok, fair.. But who would you rather have a one night stand with? Me or-

"Dylan! I'd rather fuck a goblin, than have sex with you." She shouts, pulling her pants on.

"Hey, some goblins are actually hot. So I'm gonna need you to stop dissing my goblin brethren!"

Yasmin rolls her eyes before makimg her way out of the door..

"Hey! Where are you going?"

"Home! Where I should've been!" Yasmin hisses, as she runs down the stairs, pulling her shirt down.

"You say that like you a bad time or something.."

Yasmin whips her head up at him to stare daggers from the bottom of the staircase.

Dylan throws up his hands in defense. "Ok, too soon got it.." "I guess what I mean to says is, how? How are you getting home?"

She hadn't thought that far ahead, she was too busy trying to het away from Dylan she didn't realize that, without her friends, she didn't have much of a ride. Her friends, who, have probably been busy blowing up her phone trying to figure out where she went. Great! Her phone! Where is her phone?! Even if she wanted to she couldn't call them to get her, the question's they'll bury her in, the rumors, the shame, everything, that she'll face when they see her come out of Dylan's house, is far too much to face. It's bad enough she may have actually slept with him, she doesn't need the embarrassment from uer friends to top it off...

"Let me walk you home?"

Yasmin flinches, she wasn't paying attention, so she didn't notice that Dylan already came down the stairs, or that he was standing next to her with his hand on her shoulder, until he removed it of course.

"No!"

"Why not? You don't want your friends to come do you? Just let me get you home safe, then you never want to hear or see me again if you do want to."

Yasmin crosses her arms. "Fine, but you have to get me straight home then leave, ok?"

"Sure, what business would I have hanging around your boring ass house anyway?" He says, leading towards the door.

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"And what the are you doing here?"

The dragon heard a voice say all too loudly..

"Just... passing by... you could say." He slowly turns around to face her.

The wolf girl places a hand on her hip, and the other on the kitchen counter. "By breaking into my house?"

"Now you and I both know I didn't do that. Cerise gave me a key." He says, crossing his arms.

Ramona scoffs. "May as well have. You were supposed to hand that back long before you left, you know that right?"

"She never asked for it back asshole."

"Doesn't mean you should to hang onto it."

"I see you still haven't done anything with that stick up your ass."

"What can I say, guess it's just a part of me now." She says with a shrug, as the tall dragon walks past her, into the living room.

"Cirise isn't here right now, so you're gonna have to find someone else to bang."

"Yeah, I figured.." The dragon snorts.

"So... What the fuck are you doing in my house?"

"As I said, passing by." The dragon says, waving a hand behind him. "Bedsides, shouldn't you be in school right now."

"Funny, you know I finished high school last year." She says crossing her arms.

"Did you now? Congratulations.." Dagger says.

"Shouldn't you be in school?"

"Yeah, I should, actually.."

"Fucking delinquent.."

"But..." He starts off, grazing his eyes across the many pictures and decorations that litter the wall, then over to the fireplace. "For reasons I'm not gonna explain to you, I can't be worried with classes right now." He finishes.

Ramona crosses her arms yet again. "What are you? On the run or some shit?" She whisper - shouts.

Dagger nods his head. "Lil' bit.."

Ramona walks over, smacking Dagger on the arm as rough as she could, which barely even tickles the large creature, much less harm him. "Well why don't you just take your delinquent ass back to wherever the fuck you came from!" This time she does shout.

"Why are your people never home?" Dagger says, shrugging off the attempt at an attack.

"They have a lifestyle to maintain, unlike whatever hole you crawled out of. Now get out of my house before I call the cops." Ramona snaps.

Dagger throws up his hands, as if being commanded to do so. "Fine, I have no business here anyway. Guess I'm on my way to Ever After High." He says in frustration, sliding past her to exit back through the kitchen.

"Have fun with that, knowing that it's closed down. You do know that? Right?" Ramona says, watching the tall dragon stop in his tracks.

"That would've been nice to know before I left out of here." Dagger almost shouts.

"You're welcome.."

"Well where is she?"

"Hell if I know.." Ramona says.

"What kind of sister doesn't know where their sibling goes to school?" Dagger asks.

"What am I? Her keeper?" Ramona says in irritation. "Aren't you a damn dragon? Use your wings and go find her ass."

Dagger walks up to the wolf, towering over her and crossing his arms. "I'm not that kind of dragon, sweetheart." He says, flashing her an annoyed grin.

"You're not helping at all, I'll go find her myself." He says, turning around once again to leave.

"Have you ever considered that she may not even want to see you?" Ramona shouts.

Dagger turns back around for the second time. "What do you mean?"

"Oh? You really don't know.. I'll leave it alone, then." She mutters.

Before she had a chance to put together another sentence, Dagger was standing right in front of her, digging his fingers into her shoulders. "You know something important, so say it." He nearly growls.

"I thought you knew, that's all." She says.

"Stop playing around, you know I don't know shit." Dagger sneers.

"I know, I just wanted you to say that." Ramona says with a mischievous grin. "Well fine, since you really want to know.." Ramona starts, crossing her arms.

"It's just.. I don't see her being very concerned about you, at least not while my boyfriends around.."

Dagger wrinkles his nose. "What the fuck does that mean?"

"It means.." Ramona starts, throwing his hands off of her shoulders. "That while you're running around playing boyfriend to this bitch, she's been busy fucking mine!" She shouts.

Dagger takes a step back, as if the words had pushed him. "What?" was all he could manage to speak out.

"That's right? Your perfect little princess Cerise clearly wasn't worried about you last night, in fact, I'd says she's been pretty busy doing everything in her power not to worry about you." Ramona practically yells.

"No, no. No, no, no, no. You have to be lying,  you have to be lying. Why would she do that?" Dagger says, shaking his head repeatedly.

"Dagger, now I admit I'm a wicked bitch, but even I'm not that crazy as to make up something like that."

"You are, little do you know, but you can't be lying about this. Can you?"

Ramona closes her eyes. "Wish I was, sadly, I had the honor of catching them fucking around in my bed." She says, swiping at her eyes as she fights back tears.

Dagger takes in a deep breath, exhaling sharply. "Now I have to go.." Dagger says, marching towards the door for the final time. "Thanks for telling me Ramona.." Was all he says before slamming the door.

Ramona wanted to say something, but she soon found it useless, as he was already out the door, and she was not going to chase after him. Instead, she sighs, and plops down on the leather couch, curling up on it. Oh, well, it's all out of her hands now, at least he knows.

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'Why is she even doing this?' She thought to herself, as she walks around the back of the building. Peaking her head around the corner to stare apon this wolf, who has somehow captured her attention, ever since the last two days, the day she let her curiosity get the best of her, will probably go down in the book as one of the most embarrassing yet happiest day in her life.

All because she decided to look down into the gym, because she decided to stare at this stupid mangy wolf, and now she's crouching behind this school, watching him as he talks to one of his friends...

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"Are you serious man? The game is in two days!" Clawd says, turning a rubber ball over in his hands.

Romulus shrugs. "I know man, but come on,  just look how I did today. It's not like I'm gonna be any help."

"So you're gonna make it worse by drinking?"

"Exactly!" Romulus says, snapping his fingers. "Besides, if you guys do end up winning, you can rest easy knowing that I wasn't around to fuck it up."

"C'mon man! Why do you always think you're the problem?" Clawd asks with concern.

"Because I am, but I'm going to be mature about it, and drown my pain in whiskey.."

"We've talked about this. That's not healthy."

"A lot of things aren't healthy, doesn't mean they can't be beneficial." Rom argues.

"Romulus, that's the exact definition of not healthy.." Clawd says, placing an arm around his shoulder. "Whatever you've got going on, you can tell me you know."

"I'm fine Clawd.." Romulus mumbles.

"Sure you are. At least don't stay out all night, okay." Clawd says, placing his hand on his friend's shoulder.

"I'll try, you're welcome to join if you want."

Clawd shakes his head. "Nah man, I got a lot to do today. But have fun at 'The Doghouse." He says, giving his friend a pat on the back. "Besides, you know I only drink at parties.."

Romulus nods as the two of them depart to go home, and just like that, he's gone, probably going off to wherever this 'doghouse' place is, sounds like a perfect opportunity to find out.

Damn it!! She needs to get a grip on herself, why is she so interested in this wolf to begin with. Could it be his looks, his... charming personality, what little he has anyway, or does she just feel bad for him.

Maybe it's the break-up. It's been two weeks, this is probably some form of grieving they don't tell you about. Nonetheless, while everyone else has something going on for their last year of school, at best, it couldn't hurt Gory to snoop around a little bit. Right now, however, Gory needs to get to an important tutoring lesson...

Chapter 4: When things happen....again.....

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"Cerise!" Clawd shouts from the top of his lungs, to his dismay, she only glances over at him apathetically, as well as his sister, and his girlfriend.

"What do you want now?" Clawdeen asks, her hands on her hips.

"Hey, I called Cerise, not you!" Clawed complains. "Anyway... You wanna' make some extra cash Cerise?" Clawd asks peering over at her with an untrustworthy grin.

"Hey I want some money!" Clawdeen says, giving her brother an offensive shove.

"No! I give you money all the time!"

"What about me Clawd?" Draculaura says, tilting her head as she bats her eyes innocently.

"I give you money all the time too!" Clawd argues. He now throws an arm around Cerise, leading her way from the other two to discuss business in private.

"So... This money you say, what do I gotta' do to get it?" Cerise says with a smirk.

"Very simple, you just have to play a little casketball game with me and my buddy."

"Ok?"

"Okay!"

"That's all you wanted? I'm positive you could've asked the other two to do that." Cerise says dryly.

"But Romulus doesn't like the other two." Clawd argues. "At least, I hope he doesn't..."

Cerise turns around to face him, sweeping his hand off of her shoulder. "Is that what this is about?!"

Clawd throws his hands up defensively. "Okey! You got me! I just want to cheer him up alright?"

"And I'm somehow the ticket to that?" Cerise asks sarcastically, crossing her arms.

"Believe it or not, yeah. He's been pretty bummed out lately, moping around about his casketball performance... and now he's running off to the bar to drown his feelings in rum and whiskey." Clawd explains.

Great, now Cerise doesn't have much of a choice. Part of her feels as though this is her fault, she really should not have slept with him, or should've at least been honest about her feelings. About the fact that she didn't actually like him that way, now she has to do damage control. Now she has to find some way to make it up to him, something that doesn't include sex this time...

"Hey buddy!" Clawd says, slapping a hand onto his friend's back. "Me and Cerise were just thinking about shooting some hoops for a lil' bit before going home. You wanna join?"

"That's cool, but wouldn't it make more sense to just play one on one?" Rom asks, as starts to turn away from the pair.

"What he means is, he wants to play with you, and he just wants me to sit there and referee." Cerise tries, giving Romulus a soft punch on the arm.

"That's sweet Cerise, but you really shouldn't let Clawd force you to do these kinds of things, that's what he has siblings for.." Romulus says flatly, before turning once again to escape from the two of them.

"Oh stop acting so sour!" Cerise says loudly, jumping right in front of him to block his path.

"Whatever you're trying to solve by drinking is not going to make it better. So where gonna go to the park, play a few games, and talk about whatever the fuck's going on in your head. This is non - negotiable! Come on!" Cerise shouts, grabbing onto Romulus arm with both hands, as she marches down the sidewalk along with Clawd..

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So far three hours have some how passed by, these two really do take casketball seriously, but no one has said anything regarding Romulus. This is where Cerise comes in, sometimes she really hates starting conversations, especially ones like these..

"So, you feeling better Rom?" Clawd asks before Cerise could put together her words. Well then, looks like she doesn't have to do all the work after all...

"Yeah.." He responds, something about his demeanor giving away the fact that, no, he is still not fine, and that he is still not ready to tell them what's going on?

"Then can you tell us what the hell was going on with you earlier?" Cerise says, snatching the ball out of the white wolf's hand to pass it to his friend.

She sees Romulus huff and grit his teeth, still reluctant to say anything. Nonetheless, Clawd still tries to encourage him.

"She's right Rom, I know things are getting tense, I mean, with two days left until the pre - championship game, but-"

"It's not about the game!" Romulus growls, before taking in a deep breath. "I mean.. It's not just about the game..." He corrects himself.

"Then what's this about?" Cerise shouts, a little harsher then she intends to.

"It doesn't matter..." Romulus mutters.

"Yes it does!" Cerise argues. "You wanna know why? Because no one wants to see you walk around with your head hung low like something's against you. We much rather listen to you whine instead, so we can at least try to help you!" She continues.

"No it doesn't!" Rom yells at her, snatching the ball out of Clawd's hands. "And I don't need your damn help! No one begged you to come dragging your ass into my business!" He screams, that words all but hitting her, much like the ball he throws, which slams right into her chest, which she struggles to catch.

"Okay then..." Was all Cerise could manage, her hands sliding over the ball's rubber material, as she tries desperately to calm herself down, before she says something she doesn't mean..

"See if I ever try to give a fuck about you again!" She says quietly, taking in a sharp breath as she spins on her heels to leave.

Cerise stands still. Of all the days, out of all the time in the world, he chose to show up here, now, as if leaving in the first place wasn't enough to satisfy him. Cerise finally blinks, to make sure she wasn't just spacing out. No, it's him, it's actually Dagger, and he's walking towards her, great just great. What is she even supposed to say to him? After all this time, after the way he left her, how is she supposed to interact with him?

Time was up, as he is now towering directly over her, his hands in his pockets, with his expression not looking very pleased.

Cerise stares up into his dark eyes, and for a moment, she forgets everything around her, not even so much as flinching at the sound of the rubber ball bouncing away after it slips from her weak grasp.

"Dagger?" Is all the short wolf can manage to speak to him. He doesn't respond, instead choosing to stare hostilely down at her. Without thinking, Cerise lunges towards him, wrapping her arms tightly around his torso, and resting her head near his chest. Against her will, instinctively, she feels tears fall down her face, as she starts to cry.

"I missed you! I thought you'd never come back!" She sobs out.

At that moment, Dagger wanted nothing more than to push her away, especially after hearing about what she supposedly did. It doesn't matter right now though, as he is quickly becoming overwhelmed with the feeling of Cerise wrapped around him, like a child that doesn't want to let go of their favorite blanket. Knowing that Cerise is safe, and more importantly, that she has missed him, is more than enough closure for him for now. He ignores all of the questions and thoughts swimming around in his head, and wraps his arms tightly around her, returning the embrace.

He places a hand on her head, and her sobs begin to soften. "I missed you too, Cerise." Is all he whispers to her.

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Romulus watches as the two embrace. Thinking back to the night he had with Cerise, to the night he had to take her to his place, for her own safety, the night she spent with him crying her eyes out, about a guy, about this guy, this guy who probably doesn't even like her. By the looks of it, he most likely hates her, at least, that's what Romulus is hoping for.

A sharp jab to his arm snaps him out of his deep thoughts. "Hey man, you good?" Clawd asks, retracting his elbow away from his friend. "You look.. kinda heartbroken..."

He was praying that Clawd didn't see it, but of course, you can't exactly hide these kinds of things from your friends, especially not Clawd Wolf. "Yeah, I'm fine..." He lies, turning his back to Clawd, and by extension, the embracing pair. "Now I'm really gonna go drink..." He mumbles as he walks off.

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It was a long flight, because of course wolf territory has to be so far away from the vampire republic, her arms feel almost as tired as she was, good thing her eyes were made for night flying, but that didn't make the trip any more worth it. Wrapping her arms around herself, in her oversized hoodie, she bagan to walk towards the small little building located on an even smaller store strip. A big, although dim, neon red sign reading 'Doghouse' flashes above the store, the words 'licensed bar' flash even dimmer below it.

'Yeah, this was the place' she thought to herself, pulling her baggy hood over her face as to hide herself, already starting to feel unsafe here. She begins to walk faster, in search for a certain wolf in particular before someone sniffs her out first.

Once on the strip Gory took cover behind one of the outer walls tucked away in the darkness, peering over the corner, she watches as the white wolf stumbles out of the door, drunkenly waving off some other wolves as he makes his way toward her unknowingly.

Once he was in grabbing distance, Gory out stretches her hand, latching onto his arm and pulling herself up. The wolf doesn't move away immediately, instead he looks at her for a moment, as if trying to sort out her identity, before he better chooses to sniff the surrounding air instead.

His eyes narrow, as his nose wrinkles as he begins to say something. "Fucking vamp-" he almost shouts, before Gory clasps her hands over his mouth quickly.

"Shh.." She hushes him. "Quiet, you can't let anyone know I'm here.." She speaks softly.

"Yeah.. Not shit!" He hiccups, before backing away from her. "You're a vampire.." He says, his speech slurring at the end.

"Don't tell anyone.." Gory says.

"Whatdoyouwant?" He slurs together. Gory takes a second to figure out what the hell he said, before coming up with a close conclusion.

"I'm.. uh here for you.." She tries to explain.

"Hereforme?" He slurs his sentence again, this time pointing to himself with knit eyebrows.

Gory nods. "Yeah, for you.."

"Like... a cop?" The wolf hiccups with a laugh.

"Uh.. no, listen.. I'm not really here to-"

"No! You listen!" The wolf says loudly as he steps closer to her, Gory looks around, but to her surprise no one comes near them, no one even so much as looks over at them. Of course they don't, she talking to a someone who's drunk, outside of a bar, in the middle of the night. Oh hell, she probably looks like some prostitute standing on the edge of the corner like this.

"What. The. Fuck. Do. You. Want?" The wolf asks again, only but a little bit clearer, snapping Gory's attention back to him.

Gory stammers, trying to find an explanation that was least likely to get her killed. "I was just, uh passing by! On a walk! You see.. I-I just went through a really rough break-up and-"

"I don't give a fuck about any of that.." He says, as clearly as he could manage, which wasn't very clear at all. All Gory could understand was 'fuck'.

All of a sudden she felt the white wolf grab her arms, gripping them tightly, causing her to gasp.

"Whyareyouhere?" He whispers to her in one word. Right now, the wolf is so close to her, she can feel his warn breath crawl down her neck, and smell the whiskey he's been drinking as well, all making her even more nervous then she should be right now.

"I asked you once. Not gonna' do it again.." He says to her. Gory takes in a deep breath, a weak attempt at dismissing her arousal. "I.. I'm sorry, I just-" her explanation gets cut off by the wolf's sudden laughter.

"No, wait.. Let me guess.." He starts off, his words still half intelligible. "You want dick.. Don't you?.." His soft words ring in her ear, as she takes another breath to control herself, which works about as well as the first one did. She stood there, desperately fighting back her lustful feelings as the wolf's mouth rests against her ear...

Before she could do or say anything, the white wolf shakes his head, walking off of the corner, past her, and down towards the woods. Without question, Gory hurries to follow after him.

Now surrounded by tall, dark trees, Gory looks over at the white wolf, who is busy doing something to his pants, unbuckling his jeans, and sliding them halfway down, just far enough to expose himself.

Gory flinches as he then gives her a look over his shoulder. "Stop standing there." He says, peering down at her. "You.. wanted to.. get fucked, right?" He hiccups.

At that moment, Gory has never felt as ashamed, nor as needy, as she was feeling right now, her body was practically screaming for it to happen, as her vagina made it clear that it was ready for whatever might prosper..

Gory makes the mistake of looking around for a place the lay down... In the middle of the woods, her and her desperation, she settles by spreading her legs and bending over, her head all but inches away from the dirt and dead leaves surrounding her.

The wolf wastes no time at least, and she soon hears things crunch beneath her as he walks to stand behind her. Gory winches as she feels something thick slide into her roughly without a warning. Her wet vagina clamps around it in content before it slides right back out of her just as fast.

The wolf keeps his fast, rough pace, thrusting in and out of her like some kind of sloppy machine, refusing to give her the pleasure of getting used to it, but pleasing her nevertheless. Gory whines, she whines a desperate, needy whine that signals to the wolf behind her to go faster and harder, a request she wasn't trying to make, but one she wasn't going to refuse either.

Her heart skips a beat as the wolf grabs onto her hip, his other hand reaching under the grab her right breast aggressively. Gory moans out loud, gripping her ankles tightly as the white wolf slaps his soft meat into her. The vampire girl finds herself breathing heavily as she attempts to keep herself from falling forward, or at least, leaning anywhere closer to the ground.

It was silent, the noise coming from the slapping of flesh being the only sound to echo thorough the trees, along with the groans and moans from the wolf, and Gory's failed attempts at quieting her incurable pleasure. All of a sudden, she yelps as the wolf slams into her sweet spot, a spot she didn't think he could reach, as he wasn't gifted very much in length, but makes up greatly in everything else. Gory let's herself cry out as the wolf continues to slam his soaked meat into her wet pussy.

She cries out lustfully, feeling her body ignite, and tense from her oncoming orgasm, closing her eyes tightly, desperately trying to prevent tears from falling down her face. The wolf behind her breathes and grunts heavily before stopping suddenly..

With both of his hands now resting on her hips, he pants furiously, like a dog that's been deprived of water in such overwhelming heat. Gory cries out one last time, as she feels something inflate inside her. Her body climaxes, as her slightly sore, yet satisfied pussy pours out slick fluid. The wolf sighs behind her, the tip of his dick spurting out warm cum against her cervix, making a whine escape from Gory.

They stand there, calming down from their high together, sighing and desperately attempting to slow their heart rates. His balls firmly pressed up against her vulva lips, and her soaked vagina, feeling suffocated from his swollen cock tip.

The wolf ran his hands over the vampire gently, trying not to move too much, as it would hurt them both. A minute later, after his tip returns to the normal size, he slowly eases out of her.

"Fuck.." He sighs out, before leaning over to place a kiss on her neck, swiping his tongue along the side of it. Slowly, the wolf starts placing kisses from her shoulder all the way down her back, with the content vampire only humming from the sensation.

If she thought the sex was good, then the aftermath is even better, she thought to herself, as she exhales with every touch the wolf gives her. If she was thinking with her body only minutes ago, then right now she was thinking with her heart, as she hums, blushing from the wolf's soft kisses, as he mumbles sweet nothings to her, and runs his hands gently over her trembling thighs.

This doesn't last long, as the wolf soon stands up, pulling his jeans back up and buckling his belt, his eyes shifting to gaze upon her one last time, before stumbling out of the woods. As for Gory, well, she's pulling her panties up trembling legs right now, an embarrassed, guilty smile etched onto her face.

Gory winces, as her limp legs fail to pick themselves up off the ground. Guess she'll have to fly all the way back home, her lower body is useless for now, at least with the jelly - like state her knees are in. She inhales one more time, to collect herself, then, she transforms into her bat state, flying off into the night sky....